"You are indeed good at eating, and the food is even more exciting, but you should get down to business first!"
Fu Sheng said with a smile.
"Just tell me what the three elders say, and I won't refuse as long as I can do it!"
Liu Deng and Zhang Tu looked at each other and then spoke.
He is not afraid of their demands. If he can do things for them, he will naturally have the opportunity to win over them.
Liu Deng was worried that he couldn't speak. They came to his door. Isn't this a good thing?
"Is this thing your handiwork?"
Among the three, Gao Bo is slightly younger, so the most important thing about doing this is that he is here.
Uncle Gao took a few steps forward and carefully opened the oilcloth bag, revealing a thread-bound book inside.
Looking at the big words "Qi Fa" on it, Liu Deng felt a little confused, but he still nodded and admitted.
"Yes, this thing is indeed made by this boy. Is there anything wrong with this?"
Liu Deng felt uneasy in his heart. Could it be that there was something wrong during typesetting that caused problems with the content of the book?
It shouldn’t be the case. If something goes wrong, it should be Meicheng who comes to the door...
It's not like these three old guys came all the way here just to take advantage of Mei's anger, right? They are not so idle, right?
"Boy, don't be nervous. We three old men heard that you made a big wish in Liangyuan. Anyone who is willing to teach in your academy can have one of his books published in the world every year. Is there such a thing?"
When Uncle Gao asked, the remaining two old men also looked at Liu Deng eagerly.
Liu Deng felt happy all of a sudden, and he instantly guessed what the three old men wanted to do.
"There is such a thing. The boy Meng Lang made the three ancestors laugh..."
Liu Deng's heart beat wildly, if these three old men were willing to do it for him. If you shout loudly, then you will really make a lot of money today. This is really pie from the sky.
"Don't talk about Meng Lang and Meng Lang. I also heard that you have the ability to write 2,000 books in 7 days. Is this true?"
Fu Sheng couldn't help but interject.
It was already midnight, but none of the three old men were sleepy at all. Their old eyes, which were originally a little drowsy, were now filled with light.
"This is indeed the case, but the 2,000 volumes in 7 days were indeed rushed..."
"Does that mean it can really be done?"
Uncle Gao confirmed again with joy on his face.
"If it's two thousand volumes, it will indeed be rushed within seven days. But if there is half a month, seven thousand volumes will not be a problem. If it is one month, I can guarantee 20,000 volumes. Three gentlemen, if there is any need for a masterpiece If you can help me, please take it out!"
After listening to Liu Deng's words, the three old men were stunned on the spot. They originally thought that 2,000 copies in 7 days was a miracle.
But when Liu Deng said, seven thousand volumes in half a month and twenty thousand volumes in one month, the three old men suddenly gasped.
"Boy, the three of us are old, don't make fun of us..."
The three old men looked at each other, and finally Fu Sheng looked at Liu Deng in disbelief and said.
"Young man is willing to issue a military order!"
It seemed that these three old men came here for printing. Liu Deng was really overjoyed about this.
"Then let me go first, boy, look at how much copper coins this book would cost if it had two thousand volumes!"
Among the three, it was obvious that Uncle Gao had a more impatient temper and was more straightforward, so he directly took out a silk book from his sleeve.
The silk book, cut half a foot square, is full of small characters. It seems that this must be the old man's lifelong effort.
"This is the 17th chapter of "Shili". If it were published all over the world, how much copper would it cost for two thousand copies?"
Seeing the old man's solemn look, Liu Deng quickly stood up, stretched out his hand to wipe his hands on his sleeves, and then took it with both hands respectfully.
The text on it is difficult to read. How can he, the second-hand swordsman, understand it? What is written on it?
With his ability, he knew every word on it, but he didn't know what it meant when connected together.
And the most important thing is that this damn thing is just one sentence from beginning to end, without even a punctuation mark in the middle. Who can read it to him in one breath...
But in this day and age, some reading is good, and Liu Deng also understands that he cannot ask for too much at once, and this matter must be handled bit by bit.
How to break sentences is actually a matter for private school teachers. Many times, scholars get a book and read it over and over, but they cannot understand the content because they cannot break sentences.
The so-called teacher is someone who answers questions and solves doubts. The most important part of this section is sentence segmentation!
"If it's two thousand copies, it's two thousand coins. I wonder what you think, sir?"
But Liu Deng also knew in his heart that just with the words "Gao Tangsheng", this book would have no problem selling as soon as it was published!
If 2,000 copies were printed according to the old man's idea, I'm afraid they wouldn't even need to be sold, and they would all be divided up directly by those merchants who smelled the smell.
"This price is quite fair, so that's it! When will the money be due?"
Hearing what the old man said, Liu Deng was stunned. Is the old man so anxious?
"Of course this can be done at any time, please wait a moment, sir!"
Liu Deng stood up quickly, turned around and walked out to let others prepare the gold. After all, the three old men were already so old.
It would be more appropriate to give them gold directly. Copper coins are too heavy. Two thousand copper coins weigh hundreds of kilograms. Where are you going to let them go with so much money?
"I like you as a kid who can do things efficiently. It's no wonder that you can make this country prosperous, so I'll do it for you!"
As Gao Bo spoke, he laughed and took out two thin contracts from his sleeves, then stretched out his hand and placed them directly in front of Liu Deng.
"Uh... sir, what does this mean?"
Liu Deng was a little confused, so he stepped forward and picked up the two contracts. After looking at them, he became even more confused.
"Isn't that what you just said? Two thousand guan? This is 150 acres of farmland. It should be about the same value, right?"
Gao Bo said with some doubts.
After what he said, Liu Deng finally understood. It seemed that the old man had misunderstood him...
"Sir, you misunderstood. The two thousand guan is indeed correct. It's just that I paid 2,000 guan to you..."
"ah?"
